Chapter 68 - Fluid, The Nature Of Teaching, Is.

The reincarnated cultivator raised her eyebrows at the sudden title. Then they crinkled with a bit of amusement. The corners of her lips twitched upward and threatened to break her maintained composure.

'Master, is it? It's been a while since I've heard that.'

"I don't mind it, but be very careful with such titles in public. We wouldn't want to arouse suspicion, would we?"

Nohre nodded earnestly while mint eyes drifted off to the side behind her. Momentary phantoms of former disciples coalesced under her Astralism, but out of the braided haired girl's sight. A particularly dramatic student had insisted on addressing her as 'Most Enlightened Tongue'.

She suppressed a chuckle at the memory as she needed to be serious. Elua had already figured out easily that this girl would learn better with an appropriate amount of stern handling. Her voice regained its lecture qualities.